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Chapter five; I knew what it meant.

- RxN -

With that, this mysterious blond stranger lead me over to Paupu Juice Bar and Coffee, a little shop located near ATW. It was where most of the 'trendy people' like Kairi hung out, so naturally I felt out of place. But thankfully, when we entered I saw nobody I knew. So he got us a table, and we began to talk.

"You... You didn't tell me your name." I pointed out nervously. It all felt so strange, me being there in such a popular place, with such a popular boy...

He laughed a little, his smile very bright. I watched as all of his charming features light up, then felt a little bit creepy for staring at him so much.

"Its Roxas." He said. And for the first time in my life, I may have actually swooned. Just at the sound of his very name, I felt my heart skip a beat. How Kairi of me...

I blushed, feeling his gaze on me. I was having a little bit of difficulty keeping my eyes on his, so I often looked around the table awkwardly.

"I'm sorry I called you a freak." He apologized, taking me completely off guard. To be honest, I'd forgotten about it already.

"Thats okay." I said. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

"Look, uh, Naminé... I don't want you to tell anybody what happened that night when we met." He kept his gaze locked on mine. "Its very important, okay?" I couldn't help feeling like he was treating me like a two year old, but I easily got past it.

After a moment, I nodded in agreement. "Okay."

He stared at me for a very long, almost endless second. I noticed that it felt that way whenever he looked me in the eyes, and said nothing. He looked as though he was expecting something, but once he realized that I had nothing left to say, he chuckled wholeheartedly.

"What is funny?" I inquired shyly. He calmed his laughter and smiled at me, causing my heart to skip yet another beat.

"Don't you wanna know why?" He asked through a chuckle. I frowned slightly and shook my head.

"I don't know if thats any of my business..."

"Of course it is!" He exclaimed. "I'm telling you what you can't do. Don't you want to know why?"

I thought for a moment. "Well when you put it that way..."

"Look, you seem nice enough, so as long as you promise not to tell, I'll fill you in." He hushed his voice and tilted his head down. "Only cause you have the right to know."

"O-Okay." I stuttered, a little unsure of what else to say.

"Okay. Well you see, that night I found you being attacked by the Org guys, they came to see me later on. You know, after I took you home." He explained. "Normally, they're afra-- ...They avoid me. Uh, I dunno why... Anyways, they told me that they would get their leader involved if I told anyone they were going to attack you. And I don't want to mess with their leader-- Trust me, you don't either. Also, they said that if I told you about them and they found out, they would kill you, and probably me too." I gasped a little, afraid to ask if he meant kill literally. "But I had already mentioned their name to you. I hoped that we would never meet again, so you couldn't ask me about them. I don't want you to know about them, and I'm not going to tell you."

After his brief explanation, I nodded my head profusely. "I understand." I reassured. "I don't exactly know what you mean but... I don't think I want to know."

He laughed. "You definitely don't."

"A-Alright. I promise I won't tell." Not like I have anyone to tell, anyways...

He nodded and smiled. "Okay, glad to hear it." He picked up the menu and scanned it. "You hungry? Its on me."

I politely shook my head. "Oh, no thanks... My uncle doesn't like when I eat before dinner, because then I never finish my meal..."

"Oh really?" He asked, smiling mischievously. I couldn't help but wonder why. "Well, if you insist on not having anything... I'm going to enjoy a delicious chocolatelava cake!"

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Was he... Tempting me? Suddenly, I was at a complete loss for words. He ordered a cake from the waitress, and within minutes she returned with a tasty looking brown cake, drenched in chocolate sauce. My mouth watered...

"Sure ya don't want some?" He mused, digging up a piece of cake with his fork. He then dangled it in my face.

"Hey, I'm not a dog." I frowned jokingly, and he chuckled, taking the bite of cake. It was unforeseen, but I felt this strange pang of joy rush through me. And I realized then, that he was the first person to ever laugh at one of my sad, pathetic attempts at humor. I could hardly believe it...

"If you say so." He smirked slyly, slowly devouring his cake. The more he ate of it, the more I wanted it...

And once there was only one scrap left on the plate, I quickly grabbed a plastic fork and...

"Hey!" He shouted, alarmed. I laughed at his shocked expression as I inhaled the last morsel of cake.

"Sorry." I said quietly, though it was not a serious apology. "I love chocolate lava cake..."

"Yeah, me too." He grumbled. "But you ate it all on me."

"What! I had one, tiny bite."

And so continued our little war about the cake. I was surprised at how quickly I'd become comfortable around Roxas-- Well, not exactly comfortable but... You know. I could talk to him without blushing hardcore, or feeling sick to the stomach. I discovered that day how much of a funny, enjoyable guy he was. I could then see why he was so popular; It wasn't just for his good looks. His beauty was skin deep as well, but I didn't really realize that at the time. I knew it, but had no words to describe it.

The rest of the afternoon quickly became history. I don't recall anything significant happening after that; Only Roxas kindly walking me home (who decided that chivalry is dead?). I went home that night in a shockingly good mood. As always Cloud greeted me and noted how I was feeling. Uncle Ansem was still at the school, and Kairi and Xion were god knows where. So I continued with my nightly routine, nothing new or different about it. Only thing was, when I went to sleep that night all I could think about was what Roxas had said to me. About that strange Organization. Surly it was nothing serious. I then drifted into a unique dream, one I would always remember.

* * *

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of a boy's voice, slowly revealing my blue irises. The area was pitch black from the night sky, and I wondered why the moon wasn't lighting up the area. As I adjusted my vision, I tried to process where exactly I was, but only drew a blank. The area surrounding was foreign, that was for certain. My head was pounding and my eyes watered. The grass below me was cold and damp-- Uncomfortable, but when I tried to move my body ached and I just couldn't. Defeated, I lay my head back onto the soggy ground below me.

"Sorry for the grass," A male's voice drifted to my hearing, shocking me instantly. I thought I was alone; Apparently not. I tried to remember how I got to this place. "I can move you if you'd like."

I suppressed a groan and it shocked me how real it all seemed. But all of a sudden, there was a crash, followed by--

"Naminé..." and I was startled awake.

* * *

Last night's dream did not really effect my thinking as I walked to school. I had come to the obvious conclusion that it was just a dream-- It meant nothing. So I shoved it to the back of my memory, and mentally prepared myself for the day ahead of me.

The day went on as it normally would, nothing interesting nor exciting happened, much to my disappointment. Roxas wasn't even there. At least, I didn't see him. Until after school rolled around, and I walked home alone (as if my sisters would wait for me). Cloud took too long to get ready to leave after, what with all his friends talking to him and such. I popped in my ipod and listened to Angels and Airwaves as I would normally do, because their music kept my mind off things.

And thats when he decided to show up for the third time.

Roxas walked strangely as he approached me. I noticed him trip on the sidewalk and stumble to regain the balance that shouldn't have needed that much effort. I wondered but knew not to ask.

"Hey Naminé." He said, his blue eyes droopy and red. He looked like a sick person,'

"Hey." I muttered shyly, trying to keep my cool.

"Uhm..." He looked down, and swiftly buried his hands in his pockets. "I was looking for you today."

"Oh really?" I blushed. "I didn't see you at school at all."

"I-I know." He stuttered. "I didn't, well, technically go."

"Why not? Are you sick?"

He chuckled and shook his head. "Nah, I just had things to do. But I showed up at lunch to find out, because I wanted to introduce you to a friend of mine."

I couldn't help but beam very brightly. He wants me to meet his friends?

Swoon.

"Who's that?" I inquired, still smiling as sweetly as I could.

"Just an ex-Org member. Recently got kicked out, actually. He's a really cool guy."

I nodded.

"Maybe tomorrow? Or tonight?"

I nodded again, this time with more enthusiasm. "I'm not doing anything right now."

He smiled at me then, a bright, toothy grin that turned my knees to hot wax right there. And after that, he took my hand-- cool to the touch --and lead me towards his friend's place. Our conversation as we walked was awkward and meek for me, but I don't think Roxas noticed. He seemed to be perfectly comfortable walking in silence, and simply laughed or replied to the tiny things I said. We entered a neighborhood I wasn't used to. It was on the other side of the school, opposite to where I lived. This area brought together small, unkept houses that all looked like they needed to be completely rebuilt. They were that out of shape. And suddenly, I no longer felt safe.

Maybe it was judgmental of me to be afraid of the neighborhood, just because of its houses, but there was something about the air that made me feel uneasy. I never knew a place like this existed. It didn't take me long to realize that we were no longer in my own rich part of Twilight Town-- We were in the bad part of town, the ghetto, the wrong side of the tracks... Whatever you want to call it, I was there. We passed one huge trailer park and a couple abandoned chinese food restaurants before we arrived at this guy's place. And of course, his house had to be the worst.

It was a small, dinky flat with placid orange walls, a standard front door, dead garden and one window, which was 'decorated' with a huge hole smashed into it. I wanted to trust Roxas, but I didn't know him that well, did I? No, I certainly didn't.

Roxas just opened the door and let us in, not even having to ask. That would never be acceptable in my area, unless you actually live in the house. The inside of the house reeked of cigarette smoke and other things I was unsure of. We walked down to the basement, which was unfinished so you could see all of the pink insulation. There was a love seat, a couch and one lounge chair. And on that lounge chair, sat a familiar looking redhead with piercing green eyes. I immediately recognized him as Xion's friend Axel.

And I knew what that meant.

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